My Muse and Other Muses
I break my heart in two,
To share love that should be yoked.
Literature is my first child, my job is the adopted.
If one is lost, I placed all hopes on the other.
If both keen to stay,
I will forever cherish whatever love they shower.
All I need from both is the ease of livelihood;
The joy should fill me to the brim.
Though I write with right,
I don't want to cut the left.
I wish my writings can leave my brains to my pocket so I can get the beautiful things of life,
I wish my pockets can buy me the brains that will get me going on the path I thrive.
My muse and my other muses are infused with my wishes and my silent prayers.
Larry_Beryl
Copyright © Adetunji Olanrewaju | Year Posted 2021
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